"Kun Feng? Then you're that Qin Shaofeng?"
Elder Gan Shan did not rise, but when those tiny eyes that seemed unable to open fully looked over, Qin Shaofeng felt a chill run through his entire body.
What a terrifying gaze.
It was only natural that Qin Shaofeng, seeing Elder Gan Shan for the first time, would be startled by his gaze.
This old man was indeed exactly as Kun Feng had described.
Solitary and aloof, he was enough to make one's heart tremble even without revealing any cultivation or aura.
Yet Kun Feng, who knew Elder Gan Shan's circumstances, also shuddered from head to toe.
Had Elder Gan Shan not been questioning someone else, the moment he opened his mouth, his teeth would likely have started clattering.
"Qin Shaofeng greets Elder Gan Shan."
Qin Shaofeng had encountered far too many kinds of people.
Though this Elder Gan Shan had indeed exceeded his expectations, he was not overly worried.
Since Kun Feng had said that Elder Gan Shan was his master Kun Jiuyu's brother through life and death, at most, he would merely put Qin Shaofeng through a few tests.
Not to mention, Qin Shaofeng had seen people even more terrifying than Elder Gan Shan—more than one or two of them.
He clasped his fists and bowed.
Yet the first to be stunned was Elder Gan Shan.
Elder Gan Shan had a solitary nature, but he treated the disciples of the Tian Xuan lineage exceptionally well. So long as someone sincerely came to him for help, even if it was beyond his authority, he would still do everything in his power to lend a hand.
Yet no matter how kindly he tried to appear, he would always frighten the disciples.
Over time, he had gradually grown indifferent to the alarmed expressions